omg, Did I dream about her again?

I was going down on her. It was pretty good.

I think because of the Tulsi Gabbard stuff recently; she was pretty all-in on her. Or was it Bernie…?

Yet another therria dream… I’d really thought I was done with those. Fell asleep thinking about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict and she popped up (not, like, as a bit character). Oh, and I guess I was thinking about her yesterday, too. How good the lovemaking was.

Another therria dream. They’re becoming more common again, this one fairly long and involved. I think she was at a baseball game, on TV.

Also, I was back at high school. This was exactly as horrible as you’d imagine.

Dream where I was visiting Speedbump at her (new) house somewhere, thought The Poet was gonna come home, but he didn't... I feel like the guy who ended up showing up was somebody to check the EMFs or something from a tower, like, right centred in their house... I think that's about when I left + it was night + I think we were somewhere in the States + maybe I was looking for a Ninja Turtles shirt for Lefty... which is when I think when I ran across Emu and Blondie... They, I think, were working on some article, when I saw the byline later, I was sad... In the dream, he took her last name and also part of her last name changed; that's just how they did it out there... And I wasn't, like, heartbroken, just that general melancholy feeling I get when I find out someone's gotten married... Which lately seems like everyone. Also in my dream was buying a Ninja Turtles shirt for Lefty in... where were we? Seattle? Somewhere else... And whoever'd bought it on my behalf had worn it and I was like, "Eh..." I walked into a restaurant and he was there, on his way to a show, or, no, a baseball game...

When I was watching Bart throw pebbles at Milhouse' window last night, I thought of Therria and I was sad.

Three updates in one

This was supposed to be three separate ones but who has the time?

Woke from another Therria dream.

The highlight of my weekend was making Ariadnæ come from fucking.

Woke to new e-mail from Speedbump: She’s pregnant again.

Another long, protracted dream in which I pled my case and attempted to make amends to Therria, and she wasn’t buyin’ it (or at least she didn’t care).

Last night, after seeing KBO highlights on some Korean UHF station as my dad was flipping past channels, I dreamt that I was at some luncheon in a big room, like a restaurant, or a cafeteria but in a nice office building, at a table with some people that included Lefty. As it wound down, and I addressed him directly, saying, look, dude, you know, I’m just letting you know ’cause I think you might be interested, and pointed out that in one corner of the room, there was this Korean sign; they were going to be showing whatever the championship of the KBO season is called. And he didn’t even acknowledge me. So I bitched him out, like, COME ON, man, I’m trying to be cool here, and finally he did, and it seemed like there was an uneasy truce, like, sure, yeah, I’ll come see that, and I don’t think Therria was there, but of course she was mentioned.

And yet I listen to it every day

Randi Rhodes makes me miss you so consistently... Ugh.